Chapter Ten #2
Kyle stroked his cock, his gaze lingering over her body.
He leaned in and stroked the tip of his cock over one nipple, then the other, leaving glistening pre-cum on her breasts.
“You have the prettiest tits,” he rumbled out, the words surprisingly sweet given his language and subject.
“I bet I could get you off with just these, couldn’t I?
We’ll have to try it. I’ll put you spread eagle, tied wrist and ankle to the corners of your bed, and tease you until I make you come just from these.
” He repeated the motion, this time pressing roughly against her sensitive and hard nipples.
Daniel took that moment to rub more solidly at her clit, zeroing in in a way that told her he knew a woman’s body very well.
There was no fumbling, none of the searching around that often happened.
Instead, Daniel acted as if there were a homing beacon right to that erect bundle of nerves, and stroked it with two fingers, so it fit in the groove between them.
Alison straightened more, her hands curling around the tie on her cuffs, so she had something to cling to. She cried out, but they didn’t stop.
If anything, they went harder, as if the reaction were exactly what they’d wanted. Kyle teased her nipples—and it was a tease, because all she could think about was wanting to actually taste him—and Daniel stroked her clit with sure and strong movements.
She twisted. She writhed. She moved as if she could get more or less or both at the same time, but nothing changed when the alphas did.
“You look good when you struggle,” Daniel whispered into her ear, that sweet voice he had shifting, taking on a darkness that made her cunt squeeze around nothing.
“But struggling doesn’t change anything.
Best you learn that now. We’ll still do exactly what we want.
Your body? It’s ours now, and I plan to enjoy it for just as long as I please. ”
His words pushed her the last little bit.
Why it did, why she liked that so much, she didn’t know.
Normally such words would have set her off in a far different way, but when rumbled from him, when he thrust his hips up and rutted against her, when he held her still and toyed with her pussy as he wanted, it was all too much.
She cried out, loud enough that anyone around would have heard.
She just didn’t care right then. Her cunt pulsed uselessly, as if wanting to milk something deep inside her but feeling empty.
She arched backward, the bindings keeping her from going too far, and each time she pulled against them, each time she was reminded of how trapped she was, it caused another crashing wave of pleasure.
Daniel slipped his fingers past her underwear, wanting to feel her directly. He pressed two fingers into her cunt, feeling how it pulsed, how it squeezed down.
I wish that was my cock.
Still, he pleased himself with her how he could—and she did please him. She was hot, tough and yet beautifully submissive.
Even when she lost her nerve, even when she wanted to snarl, she’d had that look in her eye the moment they’d taken control that said she needed this.
Each stroke of his fingers inside her made her tense and shiver again.
Maybe prolonging her orgasm too much was mean, knowing how sensitive she was, but Daniel didn’t mind being a little mean. In fact, he’d long ago accepted that part of himself.
Maybe he didn’t look like the typical sadist, what with his happy-go-lucky attitude, but that didn’t change that her struggling against her cuffs was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen.
She whined, the sound broken by a gasp when he brushed his palm against her little clit.
“Too much?”
She nodded.
He did it again, harder.
She jolted up as if electrocuted, but she couldn’t go far.
Daniel lifted his gaze to Kyle, checking in as they often did. Taking a woman together—especially like this—required communication. They knew each other well enough that a quick glance was all it took.
The smitten look on the other alpha’s face? Well, that said he was enjoying it just as much as Daniel was.
Which was…potentially problematic, but having a beautiful, squirming omega rubbing against his cock hardly seemed the time to worry about that.
Kyle rubbed his finger along her bottom lip. “You know, I’ve always heard about dick-sucking lips, but I don’t think I really understood the phrase until I met you.”
She shivered, and Daniel took the chance to thrust his fingers inside her again, keeping her on edge and aware of exactly how close they were.
“You have got the fullest, poutiest lips I’ve ever seen,” Kyle continued. He stroked his cock still, even as he stared at her.
And yeah, Daniel had thought the exact same thing. Alison had the sort of mouth men fantasized about, and Daniel was no exception.
“Do you want to suck my cock, sugar?”
She squeezed around Daniel’s fingers again. He chuckled. “I’d say she does. Her pussy is answering even if her mouth isn’t.”
“Got to ask for it.” Kyle pressed at her bottom lip so she opened her mouth, and he groaned as if he could feel it already.
“Please,” she whined when Daniel scissored his fingers inside her. She was tight—too tight, really. Even though he wasn’t going to be getting inside her today, it felt more like a when rather than an if, and they’d need to get her ready.
“Please what?”
She didn’t answer.
Poor girl. She’s going to learn to ask, though, because otherwise she won’t get a thing.
Kyle slid his fingers into her hair to hold her still, then pulled her down as far as the bindings would allow.
He rubbed his cock along those full lips of hers, but when she tried to open her mouth, when she wanted to taste him, he wouldn’t allow it.
Instead, he released her and moved away enough to keep stroking himself.
A frustrated sound escaped her, and Daniel laughed at the way her cunt betrayed her. Hell, when he wanted to know what she was thinking, all he needed to do was slip his fingers inside her. Even if she was hard to read, her pussy wasn’t.
He pulled his fingers from her and held the crotch of her panties aside. The adjustment took only a second before he’d lifted her and moved his cock.
The temptation to slide into her was strong—there was no reason not to admit how badly he wanted to—but Daniel resisted.
She’d set a boundary, and he wouldn’t cross it.
That wasn’t how this worked. However, he did tuck his cock against her hot, wet cunt, the underwear wrapping around it.
Her angle meant that he rested in the valley of her folds, and the head of his dick teased her clit.
He knew that because of the broken whimper she let out.
Perfect.
Daniel grasped her hips and shifted her, forward and back again. It wasn’t like it would be inside her cunt, but that didn’t matter all that much. It was still better than he thought anything else had ever felt.
Kyle stared down between her spread thighs as though entranced by the sight. He let go of his cock long enough to set his hands on the inside of Alison’s knees and spread her obscenely wide. It took away some of the friction for Daniel, but the immediate struggle she let out made up for it.
She didn’t care for being exposed, for being on display. Or, at least, she didn’t want to care for it. When Kyle had mentioned her being watched, she’d been all about that.
Which Daniel figured was a good fucking plan.
He didn’t see an ability to follow through, since it wasn’t as if they could go to that sort of place while on the job, but damn, did he want to.
Alison was the sort of girl who deserved to be shown off.
He didn’t care for sharing with random males—he was an alpha, after all—but he liked the idea of them wanting her.
He’d shared before, never minded watching others take a turn with the woman he was with. Not Trent or Kyle, they didn’t count, but friends or acquaintances. However, he had a possessive edge with her that he’d never experienced before.
She was his.
The thought forced everything else to screech to a halt, at least for one split second.
When he stopped moving, a roll of Alison’s hips—the way that made her grind against his hard, aching cock—brought him back.
He grasped her hips harder and angled her so he’d rub harder against her clit.
She complained, by means of whimpers, but he kept at it.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?” Kyle asked.
“Please fuck me.”
Daniel growled at the offer. He could lift her and drive himself so deep into her in a second.
But…he didn’t.
“Sorry,” Kyle answered. “You said no sex.”
“I was wrong. I need you, please?” she begged beautifully, the plea falling from her lips over and over again.
Kyle pressed a kiss to her thigh, then another, working his way up before repeating it on the other.
His shoulder shifted, telling Daniel he still was jacking off.
“That isn’t how this works. You set a line before we start, that’s the line.
Once you’re more yourself, you can ask again.
” He nipped the soft flesh there, near the top of her inner thigh.
She yanked at her cuffs and twisted on the seat. If she had her hands free, no doubt she’d be leaving gouges in Kyle’s shoulders as she dragged him closer. The girl might be submissive, but she was also an omega, and they weren’t ever all that shy when they really needed.
A delicious tightness in Daniel’s balls said he was close. Each time his cock stroked along her wet slit, when he felt the softness of her cunt, he groaned as he neared the edge.
Kyle stood and leaned close to her, so his voice came out a whisper. “Ask to suck my cock, sugar. You can wrap your hot mouth around me, then. We both know you want it.”
She shuddered, and Kyle took her breasts in his palms. He tightened his fingers on her hard nipples—not as rough as Daniel would have been, but enough for her to gasp.
She came again, but neither alpha slowed at all this time. They didn’t give her a moment to come down from her high.
Instead, they drove her harder. Daniel started to thrust along with pushing and pulling her to get the friction he craved.
Kyle pinched her nipples, then released them to brush against them, then repeated the process. He tugged at her, ignoring her struggles, her breathless gasping, the way she seemed beyond caring about anything except the sensations they forced on her.
“Beg,” he demanded.
“Let me suck your cock, sir, please.”
Sir.
That was all it took for Daniel. If they’d demanded she call any of them that, it wouldn’t have hit him so hard. Instead, it was like the title had bubbled up from some deep part of her she hadn’t even known was there.
He came hard—fuck, harder than he ever had. Even though he hadn’t been inside her, it felt like he had just crossed some threshold, like he’d had the best sex he’d ever experienced.
He panted, then reached up and released one wrist. It let him pull both arms down, though he captured them behind her back as he leaned her forward.
Kyle took her hair in his fist again and even though she was still coming, even though she was still gasping and tightening, he plunged his cock into her mouth.
He had to have been close, because less than a minute later, he closed his eyes, head back, and shuddered.
“Swallow it all, pretty girl,” he growled out.
Alison gulped, loudly, and she came once. Her tight cunt fluttered weakly against Daniel’s cock, which was still nestled against the length of her slit.
Kyle pulled back, then all but collapsed on the swing beside Daniel. They each undid one of the ankle cuffs to finish freeing Alison.
He expected her to pull away. They must have really pushed her limits because instead, once no longer bound, she twisted and rested against the two.
She sat in Daniel’s lap, his cum painting her cunt, the underwear keeping it from dripping, as she leaned over so her head was on Kyle’s shoulder.
Daniel kissed her temple as she snuggled, that possessive feeling growing even more now that he knew he’d claimed her with his scent.
He was starting to question if he could let her go when it was all over.